Author Matt Mason
Horror punk. A strange sub-genre that owes everything to Glenn, Doyle, Jerry and assorted Fiends in the Misfits and has been kept alive by a myriad of chaps and chappesses with black hair dye and a penchant for 50’s style… Continue Reading →
Berklee College of Music in Boston. The largest college of contemporary music in the world. A seat of learning that spat forth Quincy Jones, Bruce Hornsby, John Petrucci, Mike Portnoy and Steve Vai. It is also the institution that created… Continue Reading →
If one thing has given me a Trill in recent months it has been discovering King Parrot. A mate of mine was squawking about how entertaining their videos were and how blisteringly chaotic the accompanying music was. It knocked me… Continue Reading →
This is dirty. This is heavy. This is covered in sweat and pus and someone else’s tears with no money for a night bus or a kebab. This is the sound of every packed, over-heated club show bunged in a… Continue Reading →
Rongeur is French for rat or “gnawer”. So far so “Ratatouille”. It is also a really disturbing looking surgical instrument used to cut bone. Google images show something that would be perfectly in place on a Carcass album cover. Rongeur… Continue Reading →
When two thirds of the band are recording and touring with another band it is quite a feat to write and record an album as damn good and rockin’ as Gravitron. When that other band is Monster Magnet who famously… Continue Reading →
I will start out by helping you out. It’s pronounced “oofomammoot”. I am not being patronising. This is a moniker I have seen in print many times but never heard said aloud by anyone with any conviction. It means UFO… Continue Reading →
Tetragrammaton, the last full length from these Dutch chaps changed the way I looked at Death Metal. Their bombastic approach and use of a cinematic feel, coupled with Optimus Prime (not a Transformers geek at all but the guy has… Continue Reading →
You wait months for a Swedish take on American crossover and then two ….yadda yadda. It seems only moments since I was getting all excited about Dr. Living Dead’s “Crush The Sublime Gods” album and now here is Negative Self… Continue Reading →
Topeka Kansas is the home to this trio of desert rockers. Comprising of Steve Moss on vox and guitar, Brandong Burghart on drums and Mike Boyne providing the four fat strings, these boys offer 11 dirty bluesy numbers via Napalm Records…. Continue Reading →
Manifest hail from Trondheim, their bio proclaims them “Thrash Metal From Hell” and having a reputation as one of the most dangerous live bands in Norway. Quite a big claim! This gives the album a lot to live up to…. Continue Reading →
Crossover. It’s not new. It’s not big. It’s not clever. But…….it’s fucking good fun. These Swedes play bandana wearin’, skateboard ridin’, nuclear waste huffin’, acid green thrashcore. These guys play in Skull masks with ST style bandanas. You can call… Continue Reading →